” “If I do then I know what will happen,” I replied. “Yes,” Sara replied, “I will get another night of amazing sex with Doug and his inc...redible cock.” “I think that you are hoping that I miss some as well baby,” I replied. Sara smiled as she took her coffee from me and said, “I am hoping that you do.” I kissed her as she sat in bed with Doug and she said, “I would love for you to get another forfeit on Saturday night and lose Sunday night with me.” I smiled and said, “I probably will. For some time, Jennifer had been dressing as sexy as she could, walking that walk, and taking every opportunity to pose for him. It was getting Sara hot just thinking about it: a sexy girl prancing about, practically screaming "fuck me"--God, to be the object of that.Since that sick fuck messed with her--goddamned asshole drugged me or something--she couldn't seem to get hot for a guy. After she'd fled this restaurant that day, hornier than she'd ever been, she'd tried for hours to get off to. She got back onto her knees and took me in completely. She gagged harder but continued to look up. I watched her run her hand down the front of her pj pants and she started pleasing herself. Between the feeling of her moaning on my cock and gagging, I was starting to feel myself get more and more excited. This seemingly innocent woman was giving me one of the best blowjobs I'd ever received and she just kept going. Her tongue. Her lips wrapped around me. The stream of spit running down her chin. I’d worn frilly pink panties in the hope that I would be as lucky as my sister before me. Dad’s response seemed to be one of approval. I stared into Megan’s eyes and my mouth opened a little as I felt Dad’s hands back on my bum, massaging me through the thin material of my panties. I grinned at my sister and let out a small moan; Mum stroked my hand in response. I could feel my cheeks growing redder by the second. It was true to say that I was enjoying the attention, but at the same time I was.